3.01.2012

and out of the dark, and


out of the dark
i.was.a.man
with
 questions
   sifting 
in.my.hands

 a hundred half-productive plans
i think, therefore i understand 
these waking dreams
and nightmares where the world begins

(ships that pass for people in the night,
bridges desperate for a tryst with dynamite)

so, out of the dark we grow
.wild. with understanding
a train of thoughts that will never
reach th-



run.
baby, run.
make your mark 
on modernity, 
evoking eternity, all—

there's a moment that we're here to hold
-messiah-
--revolution--
---love---

there's a shiver where the spineStill cold
- cheap wine still cheapening-


and out of the dark, and
into the six-dollar night

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